Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

The next morning, Anriel woke up and looked at Luna's sleeping face with gentle eyes.

Luna, who was sleeping, seemed to sense something, her eyelids twitched, and she woke up.

"I don't want to get up..."

Luna rubbed her head into Anriel's arms and purred like a little animal:

"Let me hold you for a while..."

"no problem."

Anriel changed his position to make both Luna and himself comfortable, and accidentally caught a glimpse of Luna's fair neck...

At this moment, there are scattered red marks on it.

Anriel's face turned red.

Luna seemed to sense something was wrong with Anriel, so she raised her head, followed his gaze, and found out why he was blushing.

The girl blinked and smiled slyly:

"Oh my... there really is a perverted man who hugs a little girl and kisses her violently..."

Raising her hand and gently touching the kiss mark on her neck, Luna showed a happy smile on her face:

"But I don't hate it, okay? I can even plant a few more strawberries~"

After playing for a while, the two of them got up, packed up, put on their clothes, and went downstairs together.

On the way to the hall, Anriel casually told Luna about Sirius Black and Wormtail, the truth about the murder of the Potter family, and some things that happened last night.

Although it felt like a lot happened while I was experiencing it, looking back on it later, it was only a few hours from the afternoon to the evening.

Luna wasn't really interested in what happened last night, and she cared even less about things that didn't involve Anriel.

And she was obviously more interested in what happened to the Potter family back then.

What happened between those so-called good friends? Who was the one who betrayed them? Who was the one who was wronged?

Anriel told Luna everything like he was telling a story.

There were two fewer teachers at the breakfast table.

One is Lupin.

There is another one... Dumbledore in the middle position.

Dumbledore is a bit busy right now. Not only is he busy with Lupin's resignation procedures, but he also needs to participate in the Ministry of Magic's press conference and testify in court about Sirius and Wormtail.

Mainly because Wormtail was on the run, and wizards under the age of 16 could not testify in court...

And Snape... He wanted to send Sirius to jail for another twelve years, so how could he testify in court to prove his innocence...

and many more……

Anriel was a little confused, because Snape...

Walking towards him.

Anriel looked around and found no one around except Luna.

It couldn't be that he was just passing by... How could he pass by two long college tables, almost across the entire auditorium?

"Professor Snape, what's wrong?"

Out of politeness, Anriel stood up and asked Snape.

Snape stopped and looked around, not knowing what he was looking at.

Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out...

A ball of air.

He made a gesture of throwing the air down, then walked away without saying a word and without looking back.

"Um……?"

Luna sat on the chair, looked down at her knees, then looked up at Anriel and blinked.

"This is……"

Anriel reached out and grabbed the smooth, invisible fabric.

Luna curiously reached her hand under the thing.

The hand disappeared.

......

Invisibility cloak.

One of the three Deathly Hallows, the Peverell family's Invisibility Cloak.

Snape had worn it when he entered the Shrieking Shack last night.

Anriel thought about it for a moment and understood what was going on.

It was absolutely impossible to expect Snape to return the clothes to Harry personally.

Maybe he wanted to use his own hand to return the invisibility cloak?

Anriel could only make this assumption. Could it be that Snape gave him the clothes just to show his goodwill to him?

Feeling the smooth touch of running water on his fingers, Anriel showed a weird smile...

Do you expect him to give up what he has got?

Stop dreaming.

This thing is his now, and no one can use it.

I always feel that the way to obtain the invisibility cloak is even more magical and ridiculous than the Elder Wand...

Anriel put away the invisibility cloak, ready to find an opportunity to study this thing carefully to see why it was worthy of being listed as one of the three Deathly Hallows.

"Stop looking and eat."

Anriel sat back down next to Luna and smiled.

......

After breakfast, Luna sat on the edge of a chair, swinging her legs back and forth, and she looked in a good mood.

She turned to Anriel and asked:

"Hey, young sir, the final exams are over. Is there anything you want to do in the next few days?"

Anriel was about to answer that he was just doing some research, but he suddenly thought of what Luna said to him last night...

"Is my little angel free? If so, how about joining me in doing something fun?"

So, he responded like this.

Luna snorted softly:

"Whether the little rabbit is free or not is up to Mr. Big Bad Wolf~"

Anriel smiled and tapped Luna's little head.

"Well, today I'll show you what I usually do."

The two stood up, held hands, and walked towards the Room of Requests on the eighth floor.

......

"Luna, do you know what I think of this world?"

After the door of the Room of Requirement appeared, Anriel put his hand on the doorknob, but did not push it open immediately. Instead, he turned around and asked Luna.

"Your view of the world..."

Luna looked at Anriel with innocent eyes and said something shocking:

"It's the relationship between wizards and Muggles."

Sometimes, the tacit understanding between Luna and himself really made Anriel wonder if she had secretly learned Legilimency?

Anriel smiled faintly and opened the door of the Room of Requirement.

It was sparkling silver inside.

But not the silver color of gold and silver, but the color of steel.

"This is my magic workshop."

Anriel raised his hand to introduce.

"These are the product of a combination of magic and Muggle creations... No, these are weapons."

Anriel hesitated for a moment, and chose to tell Luna the truest side of these things——

They are weapons.

Their destiny is to be armed on soldiers and reap the lives of enemies on the battlefield.

Luna just listened quietly without interrupting.

“… Maybe, that’s it.”

Anriel sneered and said all these words at once, as if he had really unloaded some psychological burden.

Luna took out an exquisite revolver from the container, seeming to admire the pattern on it.

But both of them knew that this exquisite work of art could easily take away someone's life.

......

"Andy...you're going to start a war, aren't you?"

Luna's eyelashes half covered her eyes and her voice was erratic.

"Like your father."